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Apr 2018
I feel empty inside
I feel a thousand oceans away
From the happiness you once gave me
My cheeks are wet
My lips are dry
Pain is the only thing that remains,
And I cry
For both of us
For everything beautiful we could have been
Lost forever. Love is a curse.
Eowyn
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Eowyn  24/F/Iceland/Denmark
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